Psalms   
Psalms

12:1Help, LORD, for the godly are no more; the faithful have vanished from among men.
12:2Everyone lies to his neighbor; their flattering lips speak with deception.
12:3May the LORD cut off all flattering lips and every boastful tongue
12:4that says, "We will triumph with our tongues; we own our lips--who is our master?"
12:5"Because of the oppression of the weak and the groaning of the needy, I will now arise," says the LORD. "I will protect them from those who malign them."
12:6And the words of the LORD are flawless, like silver refined in a furnace of clay, purified seven times.
12:7O LORD, you will keep us safe and protect us from such people forever.
12:8The wicked freely strut about when what is vile is honored among men.
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